Fleur's Place

Digital image of the surface of Phobos, to honor all immigrants and refugees, past, present, and future.

The music is a prelude and fugue for two flutes, synthesizer, and fretless bass.

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©1995-2008 by Fleur Helsingor. All rights reserved.
Contact: send email to "zines" at <chez-fleur.com>.

Cairns on Phobos

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this one's for you, fine pioneer,
you took the first steps
for your own reasons

you might have been
on the run
because they came for you
in the middle of the night
with their torches ready
to burn
because you pray to your god
in your own way

you might have been
told to go, be gone,
we don't want your kind here

you might have left
because they were going
to draft you, little man,
to fight the big man's war
and, no, they don't
take no for an answer

you might have been poor
with nothing
to keep you there anyway

you've got stars
in your eyes
so you could see another road
and you took it

you left
the warm, familiar home behind
and you took
the cold and strange new road

so this one's for you, fine pioneer,
you made it all the way
even when you died